Quick Transmigration: Seducing the Villain, the Delicate Beauty Becomes His Darling

"You domineering devil, are you satisfied now?" She kissed him hard on the cheek, making a loud smack. "I have to coax you in my dreams, and I still have to coax you when I wake up. You're so annoying."

The man's eyes lit up, and he tentatively looked at her and asked, "Madam, it seems we had the same dream."

"..."

Never mind, he's stupid.

Song Yunzhi looked at him with disdain and pointed to the crystal cake on the table.

The man immediately brought the food over to feed her, his eyes crinkling with laughter, so happy he was practically beside himself.

Chu Xiaoyun secretly took the person away from the Empress Dowager's villa, left a letter for Chu Jingyun, and then fled far away.

The First Prince and the Fourth Prince also returned to their respective fiefdoms.

The imperial court and the inner palace were peaceful and harmonious. In the blink of an eye, the child in her belly was already nine months old.

Chu Jingyun has recently lost interest in attending court and is even more devoted to staying by her side than Yuezhu.

Song's parents were also brought to the palace, and they would talk to their daughter every day.

Life isn't boring, but the people around me are visibly becoming more anxious.

The most obvious thing is that someone dreams at night that they have turned back into a little kid, and as soon as they see her, they bury their face in her arms and cry, calling her "sister, sister".

A person who is so calm and composed during the day can completely lose control of their emotions in their dreams, their eyes turning as red as a rabbit's.

Once she wakes up, he can continue to stroll around in front of her as if nothing happened.

"What's wrong?" Chu Jingyun touched his face. "Why does Madam keep staring at me?"

"My husband is so amazing." She reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, pressing her forehead against his affectionately.

"Ok?"

"I'm praising you."

She cries loudly at night, but doesn't shed a single tear during the day. How can a person control themselves so well?

Chu Jingyun reached out and placed his hand on her belly, feeling the baby move. He lowered his head and kissed her through her clothes, saying, "Zhizhi, he's so naughty."

"I love to move whenever I hear your voice, baby loves you."

“I love the baby too.” He lay down by the bed, gently touching the slightly protruding part of his belly with his finger, and chuckled in a hoarse voice, “These are his chubby little hands.”

"Maybe it's because they have chubby feet," Song Yunzhi said with a smile.

Chu Jingyun nodded thoughtfully, gently poked it, and said seriously, "You little rascal, don't you dare kick your mother's belly."

As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach started churning even more violently, as if it were contradicting him.

Chu Jingyun's brow twitched, and she immediately fell silent, her belly also quieting down.

That little rascal, he's deliberately trying to go against him.

"Madam, take a nap. I'll massage your legs."

"No need, my legs aren't sore."

"We should listen to the imperial physician." Holding her down to lie on the ground, Chu Jingyun lowered his head and kissed her cheek. "Zhizhi looks the prettiest when she's sleeping. Close your eyes."

"You're not pretty if you don't sleep?"

"It looks good too, it makes me want to kiss you." He continued to kiss her, and Song Yunzhi smiled, covered his mouth, and closed her eyes. "Your legs are sore, go get a massage."

"Yes, ma'am."

He turned his head and placed his two legs on his own lap, pressing down with his fingers with moderate pressure.

After pressing the button several times and seeing that Song Yunzhi was asleep, he leaned over and touched her face to his cheek, then got up to review the memorials.

Before she knew it, the day of delivery arrived. Amid the orderly voices of the midwives, Chu Jingyun's cries stood out.

As the baby cried upon birth, the room was filled with the joy of everyone present.

"I'm dizzy! Someone come quick!"

Chu Jingyun felt everything go black before her eyes. She hurriedly reached out to grab Song Yunzhi's hand and asked in a trembling voice, "Who fainted? The Empress?"

"Imperial physician, quickly call the imperial physician!" he shouted anxiously, his body falling uncontrollably, and he instantly lost consciousness.

Song Yunzhi quickly sat up, not even caring that she needed to pretend to be weak after giving birth, and hurriedly told the palace servants to take Chu Jingyun out to see the imperial physician.

The first time she saw someone make her faint from crying, she was still asking who had fainted.

"Your Majesty, it's a little prince!" The midwife said joyfully as she brought the baby over.

Song Yunzhi reached out and took it, looking at the chubby little guy in her arms, and smiled gently.

Seeing that there was finally no one guarding her, Yuezhu quickly moved over to make room for her, saying, "Your Majesty, please lie down. You've just given birth, so please take care of yourself."

She carefully placed the little prince down, blinking her eyes happily. "Your Majesty, the little prince is so handsome."

"Go outside and take a look to see if Liu He is looking after the Emperor."

Yuezhu nodded reluctantly, "Yes, I'll go take a look and come right away."

After receiving the reward money, everyone in the room withdrew one by one. Yuezhu ran in and said, "Your Majesty, it is Eunuch Liu who is taking care of the Emperor."

Song Yunzhi felt relieved, lay down on the bed, and reached out to touch the child's cheek.

“Your father is utterly useless; don’t follow his example.”

The little dumpling, with its white and chubby lips pouting, was now fast asleep after crying.

Chu Jingyun woke up with a start after only a short while. Not seeing Song Yunzhi, he immediately drew the sword that was lying next to him and walked out of the house with a cold expression.

"Where is the Empress? Has something happened to her?"

The sword tip pointed at Liu He, who immediately knelt down, his hands and feet trembling. "Your Majesty, the Empress and the young prince are both inside. Nothing has happened to them."

What's wrong with the Emperor? Why does he suddenly want to kill him again?

Chu Jingyun paused for a moment, then immediately dropped his sword and ran into the house.

Yuezhu was feeding Song Yunzhi soup when she felt a gust of wind blow by and the bowl was snatched from her hand.

"Where did this clumsy fellow come from... Your Majesty!" Yuezhu immediately stood up and shut her mouth.

Chu Jingyun gave him a wink, "I'll feed him, you can go down."

"Yes." Yuezhu glanced longingly at the Empress and the young prince, then quietly withdrew.

The man in front of her still looked tense. Song Yunzhi reached out and pinched him. "Has Your Majesty come to your senses?"

"Madam, it hurts."

"You still know pain? How can you faint while crying? It's terrifying," Song Yunzhi said disdainfully.

Chu Jingyun looked down at her face, which was completely bloodless, and couldn't help but choke up, "I'm sorry to have worried you, Madam."

"Yes, you can't do that next time."

“There won’t be a next time,” he said somberly, continuing to feed her.

After he finished eating, his gaze fell on the sleeping baby next to him, and he suddenly realized that this seemed to be his own child.

Song Yunzhi looked at him with a smile, "My husband remembers."

"I...I...can I hug you?" he stammered.

"Your Majesty is too kind." Song Yunzhi couldn't help but chuckle as she picked up the child and handed him to him.

Chu Jingyun quickly reached out, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes, "Can I hug you like this?"

"Sure, you can comfort me if I cry," she said with a smile.

The man lowered his head, tears glistening in his eyes, and a smile suddenly appeared on his lips. "Zhizhi, this is our child."

Song Yunzhi leaned closer to look with him, and a voice suddenly added, "His face is so fat."

"..."

......

For the first month after the baby was born, Song Yunzhi did almost nothing except feed the baby; Chu Jingyun did all the work, such as changing diapers and putting the baby to sleep.

The little guy has a very strong temper; he cries and throws tantrums whenever anyone else tries to do something for him, and he only accepts his dad.

Chu Jingyun now particularly dislikes him, but there's nothing she can do about it, so she can only continue working hard without complaint.

"Considering you are young, I will not hold this against you."

"Wow~"

"Alright, alright, Dad won't scold you anymore, okay?" He muttered to himself as he changed his son's diaper.

Regardless of whether the baby understands or not, he just keeps talking.

Looking at the father and son, Song Yunzhi felt that life had become more interesting than before.

One is extremely clingy, and the other loves to tease children.

After changing the diaper, Chu Jingyun heard the little guy still whimpering, so she bent down and picked him up, supporting his neck and head with her large hands. "Madam, the little rascal is hungry."

After taking care of a child for a long time, you can tell what he wants just by listening to his whimper.

"Husband, bring me here." Song Yunzhi lowered her head and untied her sash.

Chu Jingyun carried the little guy over, still somewhat unhappy, "He's so picky about what he eats, wears, and uses. In the future, let him go pick up cow dung."

"..."

Song Yunzhi gently pulled the child in her arms closer, glanced at the man in front of her, and asked, "Are you willing to do that?"

“What do I have to be reluctant about? I want to be a strict father,” he said seriously.

Song Yunzhi laughed, "Mm."

Given how much he cherishes it, it would be a miracle if he were to part with it later.

Now, I'm afraid it'll spoil if I keep it in my mouth.

"Madam, what does this taste like?"

"what?"

"This is it." He boldly and directly poked at it.

Song Yunzhi slapped his hand away and glared at him.

Chu Jingyun turned her head away, her ears turning bright red. "I was just asking casually, I didn't mean anything by it."

After her postpartum confinement period ended, Chu Jingyun finally learned the answer.

Song Yunzhi didn't let him use the main entrance for three days.

The young prince was made crown prince after he turned one month old.

At the 100-day celebration, the imperial seal was drawn again during the lottery.

Chu Jingyun was extremely satisfied and dressed him in the tiger-head shoes that she had treasured for a long time.

It was so small when I was born, but now that I'm over three months old, it finally fits me perfectly.

He still didn't understand why his wife had given him a pair of tiger-head shoes as a birthday gift.

But none of that matters. What matters is that his wife promised to sleep with him tonight.

Since the arrival of this little one, he hasn't slept through the night with his wife for a long time.

He's going to make up for it all tonight.

When he was six or seven months old, the little guy started to crawl. Wherever Chu Jingyun went, he would crawl along with him.

It's chubby and babbling incoherently.

Chu Jingyun usually chose to ignore him and instead pulled him into her arms to read the memorial to him.

Since we'll have to watch it eventually anyway, we might as well learn it sooner so he can step down sooner.

"Hey~"

"Look, what the Prime Minister wrote is just nonsense. You can just take a look at it casually in the future."

“The things written by the Vice Minister of Works are beneficial to the people and the country. You can ask him to write them in more detail for you.”

"Do you understand?"

"Wow!" The little prince clapped his hands happily.

Chu Jingyun nodded proudly, "As expected of my son, he learns it in no time."

Liu He, standing to the side, looked up at the rooftop.

The young prince is still so young, can the Emperor spare him?

When the little guy was one year old, news came from Gushan Garden that the Emperor Emeritus had passed away.

It had been almost two years since Chu Jingyun last saw him, and he had almost forgotten about him.

When Song Yunzhi heard the news, she rushed to the Imperial Study and saw that the man's "darkening value" had dropped from 10 to 0.

The thorn in his heart has finally been removed.

"Husband."

"Madam, our son peed on me," Chu Jingyun said in a resentful voice.

Song Yunzhi ran over and touched his face. "It's okay, you can beat him up."

"Mommy, baby!" The little prince, his pale face stern, patted his chest with his tiny hand. "Good boy!"

"Okay, our baby is the best." Song Yunzhi couldn't help but smile and picked him up.

Chu Jingyun also clung to them, hugging them tightly, and said shamelessly, "I'm the best."

Song Yunzhi quickly handed her son back, saying, "Go and change your son's clothes."

"My wife sleeps with me tonight."

"Me!" The little guy tilted his head and leaned closer, his big, dark eyes looking at Chu Jingyun with a silly grin. "Baby, sleep too!"

Chu Jingyun looked at him with disdain, picked him up and patted his little bottom with her big hand, "Sleep, sleep, sleep. You're the most mischievous person in this palace."

"Bad!" The little dumpling snorted and wrinkled its little nose at him.

Chu Jingyun hit him again with a righteous air, laughing and threatening, "Go ahead and cry if you dare."

The little dumpling paused for a moment, stared blankly at her father, pouted, and instantly burst into tears, wailing loudly.

Song Yunzhi: "......"

Over the years of watching her child grow up, Chu Jingyun has shed her youthful maturity and become increasingly childlike.

He could always find something new to make Song Yunzhi laugh, and after spending time with his wife, he would go and spend time with the children. He had inexhaustible energy all day long.

He would take the child to court, and after court, the child would fall asleep, leaving all his time with Song Yunzhi.

Their relationship was like wine buried deep underground, growing more fragrant with time.

When the Crown Prince was sixteen, Chu Jingyun abdicated hastily and took Song Yunzhi out of the palace to play.

For many years afterward, the Crown Prince received letters from his father and mother from all over the country.

The couple lived a carefree, idyllic life, completely ignoring their poor son who spent his days reviewing memorials.

Chu Jingyun felt that this life was really long, so long that all he could remember was happiness.

On the swing entwined with flowers, his wife still held his hand, tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder, softly murmuring what delicious food they should eat later.

He turned his head and nuzzled her head against hers, a smile appearing between his brows. "I'll do whatever you say, Madam."

-

"drop--"

"Private Treasury +, Cumulative Lottery Draws +2, Welcome back, Host!"

The little turtle mechanically broadcast its message, then quickly switched back to its soft, cute voice, "Zhizhi, wanna participate in the lottery?"

"Hmm, draw." Coming back to her senses from the previous small world, Song Yunzhi spoke up.

"Alright, drawing in progress—"

"Congratulations on winning the prize doubling item and the 99% mission progress item."

Song Yunzhi asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"The first item means that you can choose to double your mission reward directly."

Song Yunzhi: !!!

"The other meaning is that the task progress bar is almost full, and it can be completed after completing one more small world task."

End.

Song Yunzhi paused for a moment, then quickly said, "Can I double the prize money after I finish this last small world?"

"OK!"

"Then let's go to the next world."

"Zhizhi, don't you want to rest for a bit?"

"No rest, I want to double my money as quickly as possible."

"That makes sense!"